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[dramatic music]

♪

All: ♪ every hour of the day,
I can hear you say ♪

♪ oh, baby, won'’t you
Please come home? ♪

[laughter]

♪ baby, won'’t you
Please come home? ♪

♪ your mother'’s home alone ♪

[laughter]

Both: ♪ I have cried, baby,
Never no more ♪

♪ just call your name

[horn blares]

No kidding.

[chuckles]

Both: ♪ every hour of the day

♪ you can hear me

- leon, leon, leon.
My shy little baby.

I thought I scared you off
Last night, eh?

Or maybe you didn'’t believe
My husband was out of town.

You remember my address?

Sure, west 61st.

[solemn piano music,
Woman vocalizing]

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

[line trilling]

- stavros.
Detectives.

- uh, um, police?
- yes, ma'’am.

This is the police.

I want to report a dream.

A dream, ma'’am?

- um, what I mean is,
Do you have records of murders?

Oh, you must have.

Yes, ma'’am.

I guess we probably have
More records of murders

Than anybody in the world.

What about in midtown,

Tonight?

- [sighs]
Probably.

- this would be a woman,
Middle-aged,

Not murdered for money,

Probably a married woman.

- can you give me your name
And number, lady,

And I'’ll check it out, okay?

- uh, the name is temple,
Mrs. Eudora temple,

Plaza
Three-four-five-nine-eight.

- did you witness this alleged
Murder or something, lady?

I told you, I dreamt it.

[sighs]

Crazy.

[laughs]

Make the lights low, huh?

It'’s sexier that way.

[chuckles]

Don'’t think you're not special,
Honey.

Where I'’m at,
You'’re very special.

- your children
Are beautiful.

You don'’t like your husband?

What'’s to like?

He'’s in new england selling
Things, paying the bills.

You said you were from albany.

Your folks up there?

Father'’s dead.

I used to live
With my grandparents up there.

What about your mother?

[cries]

- suppose you come
To the dentist'’s office,

And you'’re trying to identify
A skeleton by the bridgework,

And then he slips you
The wrong dental records.

Why would he do that, bernie?

- ah, because the dentist
Is the murderer.

Didn'’t you ever have a case
Before

Where a dentist kills
His patient?

- well, I can'’t think
Of anytime in my career that--

- ah-ha, ah-ha.

Ah-ha, you got it figured the
Other way around, don'’t you?

You got it figured that the--

That the patient kills
The dentist,

Can'’t stand the pain.

[chuckles]

Can'’t stand the bill.

[chuckles]

Very funny.

Lieutenant.

- oh, bernie, we got
To stop meeting like this.

- it'’s too public.
- yeah.

- what happened,
The mayor disappeared?

- we responded to a call
About a half hour ago

On west 61st street.

Maid found her boss'’s
Wife strangled.

The m.E. Puts it about 4:00 a.M.

So?

- so at 2:15 a.M.,
I get a call from this lady.

Says she had a dream that
A woman, married, in midtown,

With robbery,
No apparent motive,

Was or was gonna
Get murdered.

Now,
That'’s exactly what I got.

- the dream two hours
Before the killing?

All right,
You get down there.

I'’ll be right behind you.

- come on, man, I'’ve been
Over the whole story twice.

Once for that patrolman there

And once
For the two detectives.

I got to go over it again
For you now, then what?

The captain,
Maybe you got a general too.

- when I'’ve read
The officer'’s report,

I really don'’t need
All the details.

You mind if I call you dorothy?

- no, but I prefer
Ms. Cunningham.

Um, ms. Cunningham,

What do you do for the marstons?

I make beds.

I serve drinks.

I empty ashtrays.

And what else do you do?

- I'’m getting my m.A.
In anthropology at nights.

- could you give me
A thumbnail sketch

Of life with the marstons?

- they were an average,
Middle class family,

Upwardly motivated,
Culturally shallow,

With conventional
Professional goals

For their children
And towards help like me.

Now, what do we got here?

We got mr. Marston away
On business most of the time,

Mrs. Marston dressed
In her nightie,

Inside doused with booze,
Outside doused with perfume.

- her husband'’s out
Of the city most of the time,

And the children
Are away at college

Learning how to speak french
And make a lot of money.

Poor vera.
She doesn'’t want to grow old.

It'’s really kind of sad,
Lieutenant.

I prefer to be called theo.

- look, um, I'’ll give your
People whatever help I can,

But it'’s not much.

Thank you, ms. Cunningham.

You'’re welcome, theo.

Love it.

No, mother, no.

Don'’t say that.

I did love you.

Why not a letter?

Why nothing?

Do you know what it was

To hear nothing
From your own daughter?

- maybe if you had written,
Lolly,

We could have
Talked you out of it.

No,

I would
Have come home,

But I would have done it anyway.

I was sick.

Where are you, lolly?

Where are you?

Mother and I want
To bury you properly.

- [moaning]
Oh, oh.

Oh.

Ooh, ooh!

Yes?

- I'’m sorry.
I heard a scream.

- please, lolly was in pain
Or something.

Go on.

Um, no, not now.

I'’ve lost touch.

Probably just as well not now,

The strain.

I'’m sorry.

- our daughter ran away.
She committed suicide.

We heard that.

We'’re just trying
To find out for sure.

- perhaps we can try again
Tomorrow, mrs. Waring.

Will 10:00 be all right?

Oh, fine.

Good afternoon, mr. Waring.

Good afternoon,
Mrs. Waring.

Now, sir,
Perhaps you'’ll tell me

Who you are
And what you'’re doing here.

- well, I'’m the ghost
Of christmas past.

Come on, lady, I thought
That was your ball game,

Or don'’t your spirits
Talk to you

Unless I lay some cash on you?

Of course.

Then you must be the police.

Right.

Now, it'’s your turn.

Mrs. Vera marston.

Was she a client, a relative
Of a client, a friend?

- vera marston,
Never heard of her.

Then why did you call the, uh,

Police in the middle
Of the night

And ask about a woman
Who might be murdered?

Because I had a dream.

I have lots of dreams,
Of course,

But this one
Was particularly real,

And when the spirits
Address me as loudly as that,

I am naturally curious.

This, um, vera marston,
She'’s dead,

Is that what
You'’re telling me?

This woman who came to me
In my dream

Really was murdered?

- did you happen to dream
How she was murdered?

Strangled?

- madame, you really dreamed
All this?

Of course.

- brown dog shaggy, here,
Runs through a grocery store,

Knocking down people,

Airplanes bombing grand central.

What is that?

- mrs. Temple, you know, she
Keeps a list of all her dreams.

There'’s a hundred like this.

You know, sooner or later,
One of them had to come true.

- well, this one
Was damned impressive.

She hit the approximate time,
Had the right day,

Knew the victim was married,
Middle-aged,

And strangled,
No less.

[knocking]

Captain, excuse me.

Lieutenant, check in
On the matchbook cover

In the marston victim'’s purse,

The jubilee cocktail lounge
Last night?

Well, she was hanging out
With a couple of regulars there

Until closing.

The bartender only
Knows one of the names,

A mrs. Helen fielding.

Mrs. Fielding?

Sounds like a real singles bar,
If you'’re married.

Be right with you, bobby.

- lieutenant, I just called
A theo-philosophical society

Or something like that
About mrs. Temple.

They got quite a list
Of spiritualists down there,

And she'’s very highly regarded
Professionally.

How about her personal life?

- well, her husband
Just walked out on her,

No children, never goes out,
And her work is her whole life.

Mm.

Okay?

- well, you don'’t believe
In that spiritual stuff, do you?

- well, once I was playing
Poker, you know,

And I'’m drawn to a flush.

I thought I got a twinge
From someplace out there,

But that quickly
Disappeared like that.

- you know, I had a dream
About a horse once in belmont,

Promised me he was gonna come
In first,

And then he invited me
To go to hialeah with him.

- the horse invited you
To go to hialeah with him?

- yeah, but he came
In fifth at belmont,

So I didn'’t go down there
With him.

[chuckles]

Leon.

I wasn'’t expecting you today.

- I got to have a session,
Mrs. Temple.

Please,
I'’ve been through something

That I got to talk over
With my father.

Well, I'’m rather tired today.

I didn'’t sleep well last night.

Please, mrs. Temple.

Of course.

You never told me, leon,

Is your mother dead too?

I don'’t know.

She took off soon after
My father passed away.

She was always taking off on us.

One month, two months,
With some guy or other.

You talk to my father.

Ask him about my mother.

Um, I don'’t talk to him.

He talks through me, leon,
To you.

Like you said,
It was with your grandmother

When the two of you were working
The ouija board years ago.

Yeah.

- he communicated
With you through the board.

- it was--
It was as if he'’d never died.

I'’m glad that you can keep
That up for me, mrs. Temple.

I'’m glad I found you.

- my life is helping people,
Leon.

Now, ready?

Ready.

Walter,

Your son leon
Is here again,

Wishing your company,
Seeking your guidance,

Hoping to speak with you.

I offer myself
As your voice,

As your means of expression.

[gasps]

[sighs]

Mm.

Leon...

You frightened me today.

It'’s like you got a storm
Inside you.

- father, listen,
The last time I told you,

Don'’t worry about mother,

About her always running off
On you.

Ugh.

Why do we talk about her?
I don'’t want to.

- because I promised
The last time,

If some married woman tried
Coming on to me again,

Being bad like mother
Was to you and me,

She'’d learn her lesson.

You remember?

You promised...

You'’d choke
The evil out of her.

Well, I did it!

This is a terrible city, father.

It could happen a lot.

I'’m so scared...

So scared.

No.

You'’re a loving son, leon.

It'’s all right then?

A loving son.

I'’m very lucky, leon,
Very lucky.

- [crying]
No, daddy.

[sobbing]

Leon?

Whatever could
Have caused that?

- I didn'’t, uh, go with any
Of those men, lieutenant kojak.

I had a drink with them
And this vera woman,

But I came home
Finally alone.

I am lonely sometimes,
But I try not to be a fool.

- this, uh,
Ralph and gordon,

You know what hotel
They'’re staying at?

- no, no, I'’m afraid
I didn'’t listen to much

That they were saying.

I was thinking,
My husband and I, well,

We had a huge
Fight last week.

He works all the time.

I never see him,

And so what difference does it
Make that he moves out?

A lot, I guess.

Anyway,
It'’s hard to think straight

In the same place
That you fight,

So I go
To this bar sometimes.

Quite a few sometimes lately.

Yeah.

Now, this, uh,
This mrs. Marston,

Did you see her leave
With somebody,

A car, a cab, on foot, whatever?

- no, I'’m sorry,
I really didn'’t.

- you know something,
You smoke too much.

[chuckles]

- I'’ll tell you what, if I have
An occasion to call you again,

I'’ll be, um, mr. Kojak from the
Gas company or whatever, okay?

I don'’t understand.

- oh, well,
In case you get together

With your husband again,

I don'’t want
To blow it for you, baby.

- thank you,
Lieutenant kojak.

There, put it out.

[laughs]

Lieutenant, it'’s for you.

You all right?

How do you feel?

How'’s your plant?

- fine.
- hello?

- lieutenant,
This is mrs. Temple,

Mrs. Eudora temple.

- how could I ever forget,
Mrs. Temple?

What can I do for you?

Well, I have never been

So tuned into the spirits,
Lieutenant.

I just laid down to nap
For a moment, and--

And, uh, what?

And I saw more women dying

Just like that vera marston.

The spirits, my word,

Isn'’t it extraordinary
How they'’re seeking me out?

Mm.

- let me have gramercy
Five-four-two-nine-three,

Please.

Have you got a match, harry?

[suspenseful music,
Woman vocalizing]

♪

She found the body.

She seems to think
That she heard a car pull away.

She came out of the door.

- get shots
Of these tire tracks?

- yeah, he got a couple
Of shots,

But it looks like
A utility tread, brand-new.

Yeah, that'’s her.

Judy, judy, judy.

That'’s what I used to kid her
With, you know,

Like cary grant?

Yeah.

- tell me, how'’d you know
She was in my bar?

- swizzle sticks
In her purse.

She had about 50 of them.

Maybe she'’s looking to find
A capacity for drinking.

Maybe she wanted her husband
To find them.

Who knows?

She leave alone?

- no, she picked up a guy,
You know, pretty young.

Uh, they split
After five minutes.

I never seen him before,

But I might be able to give you
A so-so description.

Did he have a drink?

Yeah, he had a beer,

But like I told the detective
There,

I wash my glasses out
Right away.

I'’m sorry.

No fingerprints, huh?

All right, thanks.

Stavros,
Go find us mrs. Temple.

Bring her down
To the station right away.

Okay, let'’s go.

- crocker,
Remember that psychiatrist,

That one from belleview
They brought in

On the harrington case,

What'’s her name?

- uh, dr. Kirk,
Barbara kirk.

- yeah,
See if you can run her down.

Bring her down
To the station right now.

Two dreams, two murders,
Too much already.

- I have patients who think they
Talk to the dead all the time,

But I'’ve only heard about
Psychics who claim to do it.

I assume
It'’s like automatic writing

Or working with a ouija board.

You do it with the unconscious,
That'’s all,

While you'’re working out

Your subconscious thoughts
And fantasies.

Well, is it possible, doctor,

That while mrs. Temple
Is in her trance,

One of her clients
Tells her

That he'’s been murdering
Middle-aged women.

Now, when she comes out
Of her trance,

Is it possible that she wouldn'’t
Remember anything?

It certainly seems possible.

What about the dreams?

- well, dreaming
Is another unconscious state

Like the trance itself.

Possibly while she'’s remembering
Her dreams,

She'’s really remembering

Something she heard
During the trance.

[knocking]

Yeah.

Oh, excuse me, captain.

Lieutenant, the woman,
The spiritualist,

She'’s in a squad room.

Yeah.

I think you ought to be in
On this, doctor,

But I don'’t think you ought
To let on that you'’re a--

You'’re a shrink, okay?

Anything you say, lieutenant.

- all right, harry,
Would you move?

Thank you.

I'’m sorry to get you here
This late, mrs. Temple,

But it is important.

Mrs. Temple,
This is barbara kirk.

Barbara kirk, mrs. Temple.

Uh, barbara
Is a psychic consultant.

You know, she writes books
On spiritualism and like that.

- uh, this building, it'’s--

It'’s very overpowering
Being here, lieutenant.

A lot of very painful things
Have happened

To a lot of poor souls
In this building.

Well, I can'’t deny that.

Mrs. Temple,
We'’ve been wondering

How you might be able
To help us,

Um, find the murderer with these
Dreams you'’ve been having.

Well...

I haven'’t seen any faces
Clearly.

I don'’t know how I could dream
Them any differently.

- would you consider letting
Yourself be hypnotized?

Hypnotized?

- suppose, mrs. Temple,
You had a client

Who confessed to you
That he was the murderer

In one of your trances.

This goes
Into your subconscious,

And the doctor through hypnosis

Might help you to remember
Who it is.

- I am in touch
With the spirits of the dead.

That has nothing to do
With hypnosis.

You sound stupid
For a psychic, young lady,

And probably
Very profound as a what,

Psychiatrist or something?

I'’m very uncomfortable here.

- mrs. Temple,
You called with your dream,

So they'’re troubling you.

I'’m sorry.

I--I simply refuse
To be with people

Who don'’t believe.

- just one more thing,
Mrs. Temple.

This is a possible suspect

From a description given
By a bartender.

You recognize it at all?

- stavros.
- yes, sir?

- would you take mrs. Temple
Home and look around,

Keep your eyes open,
And stake out the neighborhood,

In case he should show up.

Thank you, mrs. Temple.

This way, mrs. Temple.

- well, do you think
She'’s holding back anything?

Yeah,

And I think
She wanted to slug us both.

- mm-hmm.

- thanks, barbara.
- okay.

- uh, lieutenant, that tire
Tread at the scene last night...

Yeah?

- it matches a heavy-duty
Japanese import.

It'’s been sold to a number
Of car rental agencies

And a few cab fleets.

- all right,
You start showing the picture

To the rental agents
And the cab dispatchers.

It'’s gonna take a day or two,

So get on it right away
And get saperstein to help you.

Right.

Freak.

Whoever you are,
Take a night off, okay?

- arthur, listen,
I'’d like to try again.

Well, sure I'’m lonely,
But I--

I don'’t intend to stay
That way forever,

After all, I'’m only human.

But I'’d rather be with you.

Well, so I'’ll see you
After the meeting.

Mm.

We'’ll talk it over.

Please.

Thank you.
Thank you.

- I, uh,
I put your cigarette out.

I hope you don'’t mind.

Here.

Thanks.

Wow.

That'’s a beautiful pair
Of rings.

What?

Your old man'’s gonna
Walk through the door

And punch me out, right?

- that would be interesting,
But I don'’t think so.

- you, um, want to go
To a party tonight?

- I--I think
I'’m gonna be busy later,

At least I hope I am,

But if it doesn'’t work out,

Maybe I better go to a party.

A couple of laughs, huh?

It'’s only a small party.

It may be too intimate for you.

One couple.

- if I'’m back in a couple
Of hours,

Why not, huh?

Central.

Lieutenant, line two.

Lieutenant kojak.

Yes, central.

All right.

Tell detective stavros
To stay there.

I'’m on my way.

Crocker!

Don'’t be afraid, my son.

They, too, are guilty.

- right now there'’s
This other one waiting for me,

The same place where I picked up
The first one, father.

She has a husband,
I know that for sure.

No one should turn their back

On their loved ones, leon.

No, they shouldn'’t.

- leon!
- what is it, father?

- I feel hostile forces
Close at hand,

Outside.

Run!

- lieutenant, I'’m sorry.
We lost him, man.

I don'’t know, he got away.
I'’ll check his hack license.

- yeah,
And in the meantime, what?

- maybe the old lady
Can help us.

- miss temple, that man that
Was here, what did he want?

He is a client.

He has a right to his privacy
And so do I.

- he doesn'’t have a right
To kill people,

Which is what I'’m afraid
He'’s been doing.

Now, please, help me.

- lieutenant, in the presence
Of such hostile vibrations,

There'’s nothing I can do.

What did he talk about?

- I have no idea,
No idea at all.

Please, leave me alone.

Beer, draft.

- hey, um, mrs. Fielding called
For you.

She said that things didn'’t turn
Out as good she'’s expected,

And she'’s coming,

But she'’s gonna be
A little late.

She went home to change clothes
For a party or something.

Yeah.

[sighs]

Well, helen,
You haven'’t lost a husband,

You'’ve gained a second life.

Why not?

[sighs]

I hope it'’s easy.

- okay, here'’s everything
You asked for.

One fm transmitter,

One brown suit
With black necktie,

And one tired and very confused
Captain of police.

Now, you'’ve got an alarm out
On this arling character,

What'’s up?

- you know mrs. Temple
Always knows, frank,

In advance,
But she won'’t talk about it.

She can'’t.

Now, if arling'’s out there about
To do in another housewife,

I want you to find out about it.

You'’re the only one of us
She hasn'’t seen.

Here, put this transmitter
Back in your pocket.

- all right,
And what does that do for us?

- well, you'’re mr. Marston,
Right,

Husband of the first victim.

Now, just go over there,
Press the bell or whatever,

The doors open,
Walk right in,

Tell her you'’re--
You'’re gonna kill yourself,

Unless you can talk
To your wife.

You'’re kidding.

- frank, you get in touch
With vera marston,

That means
You'’re really in touch

With mrs. Temple'’s subconscious,
Whatever.

Anyway, lead her on,
Find out about the killer,

Pretend you'’re in--

Pretend you'’re in a little
Theatre or something.

Remember,
You'’re on the radio,

And I'’ll give you
A review later.

Go ahead.

My place taken?

I'’ve been saving it.

- is there time for a drink
Before this party begins?

Sure is.

- bartender.
- yes, sir.

- two days I haven'’t slept
Since my wife died.

I got to talk to her.

Everything is a crisis today.

I can give you ten minutes,
No more,

And at this time of night,

I shall have to insist on $20.

Oh, of course, of course.

- and, um,
What is your wife'’s name?

Vera marston.

She was murdered two days ago,
Strangled.

Mrs. Marston?

How extraordinary.

I believe I shall have
No difficulty, whatsoever,

In contacting her, mr. Marston.

Mrs. Vera marston,

I have here
Your beloved husband,

Seeking to communicate
Across the great gulf of mystery

And speak, once again,
With you.

[shudders]

Yes, I am here,

But why am I not left alone?

Vera, is that you?

Please, leave me alone.

Please.

I want to help, vera.

I want to understand
What happened.

We all loved you.

Who are you?

- vera, listen,
Anybody who would hurt you

Doesn'’t know
What he'’s doing.

He'’s crazy,
But he'’s got to be stopped

Before he hurts somebody else.

No, I deserved it.

I was unfaithful
To my husband.

Who are you?

- well, then I owe a debt
To the person

Who unmasked this dreadful
Treachery on your part.

Yes.

You owe him a debt,
But you are not alone.

I'’d like to thank him.

You know where I can thank him?

I think so.

Where?

- I can see him, you know,
From where I am,

In the bar
Where he picked me up.

Oh, yes,
He has another like me.

The jubilee.

Let me get a taxi.

- oh, um, it'’s just a couple
Of blocks, leon.

Why don'’t we walk?

Whatever.

[siren wailing]

- uh, would you like a drink
Or something, leon?

- yeah, this is supposed
To be a party, isn'’t it?

Sure.

I'’ll get some ice.

Sure, he just left.

With someone?

Yeah, a mrs. Fielding.

- all right,
I'’ll try her apartment.

You check out
His home address there

And then get down there.

- you know,
She'’s a real nice lady.

Yeah.

- would you believe
That one of the few things

My husband took with him
Was an ice bucket?

He says they don'’t make them
Like they used to.

Leon.

- what'’s this,
Your hard-to-get number?

- no, it'’s my hard-to-decide
Number, I guess.

- mrs. Fielding,
It'’s the gas man.

You left your door open.

Okay.

Now, you look at her,

But somebody has to take care
Of them.

What do you see?

Aren'’t they revolting?

My brother llewellyn

Wrote the definitive book
On welsh mythology.

Oh.

- ah, that must be
Your friend who called up,

Said he'’s picking you up.

Mrs. Temple.

- lieutenant,
I thought I told you--

We'’re together.

It'’s leon, isn't it?

I know it is.

He comes here...

So troubled,

Urgent,

So alone,

But he will be all right.

Yes.

You know, mrs. Temple,
That sketch I showed you,

Well, if you had identified it,

You know, you could have saved
Us a lot of trouble tonight.

This is him, isn'’t it?

- uh, no.
No, not really.

Leon looked, um,

A great deal more
Like my husband

When we first met,

When we were young.

Mm.

I understand.

Well, I'’m sorry
To have troubled you.

- good night, mrs. Temple.
- good night, mr. Marston.

Oh,

Mrs. Temple,

Pleasanter dreams, okay?

The same to you, lieutenant.

I know how hard it must be
For you a lot of the time.

Good night.

[solemn piano music,
Woman vocalizing]

♪

How'’ve you been?

[laughter]

How'’ve you been?

[horn blares]

[laughs]

[indistinct chatter]